Rise of Yahunyens: Origin

Episode 45: Wrings The Wings: Part 4

As the morning light filtered into his small stone house, Fheniz stirred awake. It was early, the sun barely up, but it was time to start his day. He moved with practiced efficiency, quickly washing up and grabbing the newspapers he needed to deliver around town. As the sun rose, casting a golden light over Venlores, Fheniz returned home, his morning route completed.

The sun now shone brightly, marking the beginning of what promised to be a beautiful day. Fheniz, still pondering over the excuse he'd need to explain his unplanned absence the day before, stepped out of his house. He was on his way to the radio repair shop where he worked, already mentally preparing himself for the inevitable confrontation with his boss.

But before he could even step onto the road, something caught his attention. A donkey cart had stopped right at the edge of his barren land, blocking his path. Fheniz's gaze traveled up from the cart to see a familiar figure grinning widely at him—Burohagikun, with a smile that practically radiated "good morning."

Fheniz blinked in surprise. "Whoa!"

Burohagikun's voice boomed across the quiet morning. "MOOORNINNG, BRAT!"

"Oh! Uncle Burohagi. Good morning. What brings you here again in the morning?"

Burohagikun, with his usual dramatic flair, jumped out of the cart. "Nothing much! As yesterday it was too late, I didn't stop by ya home to have some tea! So I thought to have it today! And it's morning, ya don't need any better time than this!"

Fheniz chuckled, though his thoughts were still on the task ahead. "Oh okay! Sure! But why don't you come in the evening? Because now I have to hurry!"

"HUH?! WHY?! YA GONNA SAY NO TO THE ONLY GUEST YA GET?! YA GOT THE GUTS TO SAY THAT TO MY FACE?!" Burohagikun barked, his eyes wide with mock outrage.

"That ain't the issue! Actually, I leave by this time every day, to reach my boss's shop. I told you I have the repairing job there."

"AHA! YEAH! JOB!"

"Lol. What'll you understand? You are the boss of your own shoe shop. And you see, my feet are not in your shoes."

"HUH?! YA ARE STILL WEARING THOSE SLIPPERS YA BOUGHT FROM ME, WHAT ARE YA TALKING ABOUT MAN?!" Burohagikun shot back, gesturing dramatically to Fheniz's feet.

Fheniz rolled his eyes, trying to keep a straight face. "I don't mean it that way! BAKAYARO!"

"UGH! YA YAP NONSENSE IN THE MORNING ITSELF! KONOYARO!"

"SIGHS. Anyways, I gotta go now, see ya!" Fheniz turned to leave, ready to sprint to work.

"Wait! Brat!" Burohagikun's voice halted him.

Fheniz paused, exasperation creeping into his voice. "Now what?! Lemme go, I need to reach on time. Oh yeah! I am such a fool! You can drop me there on your ass-kart! That way I'll reach there faster."

"Uhm, alright! But that's not what I stopped you for."

"Then?"

"What excuse had ya made yesterday to take a leave?"

"Umm, actually, I didn't take any permission, I took a leave just like that," Fheniz admitted, scratching the back of his head.

"So, ya boss doesn't care?" Burohagikun asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, I don't have any excuse right now, but I haven't taken any leave before, so I don't know how he reacts to his employees taking a leave without any permission."

"Hmm. Come here, I gotta show ya something."

Fheniz sighed, stepping forward reluctantly. "What? I told you I'm in a hurry, so better drop me on your ass-kart, please!"